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“Would you like a walk on the beach,” Sinclair asks Brooke.
She’s startled by the question but I don’t hang around to discover her answer. “If you’ll excuse me,” I say and leave the table before anyone can answer.
Making my way quickly back to the villa, I curse myself for letting the beautiful Brooke get to me.
Letting myself in through the front door, I keep the lights off and strip on the way to the bedroom. Sweat has dripped down my ass so much that my slacks feel damp along with the shirt.
Muttering to myself, I stare outside at the black waves crashing in the dark night and think about how amazing the view is. But that isn’t why I’m heading to the shower. It’s because I can’t settle. I’m so warm...and so uncomfortable. Some of which has to do with the fresh-as-a-daisy blonde who I can’t get out of my thoughts. Brooke. Probably why I’m hard as granite for the first time in a while.
I’m hoping the shower will get rid of the fire in my cock along with the heat on my skin so I can finally sleep.
Unable to peel my lids open, I step into the shower, and lean back against the cool tiles while my hand tightens around my swollen flesh. This level of arousal feels good. I’ll leave it until tomorrow to think about how someone who I’ve only just met managed to arouse me as much as she has.
Feeling my release building at the base of my spine and swirling in my balls, I press down, wanting to last longer. When I feel my orgasm pushed back a notch, I let go of my dick and reach behind me for the shower nob to turn it on so I can soap up and make the most of this happy time.
As the water runs in rivulets down my body and, with my eyes still closed, I enjoy the feeling. It’s like having small hands caressing my skin. My cock thickens, lengthens…and when a small hand wraps around my shaft, my balls pull up so tightly that I hope I see them again. My hips strain, seeking more, and my groans get lost in the sound of the water…and then I hear moans mingled in with mine. My eyes snap open and instantly clash with the blue ones I’d seen across the dinner table. Brooke—my brain barely whispers her name before I’m coming. She strokes and caresses my flesh, pulling my release from my straining shaft. When I’m finished, I struggle for breath.
Her hands play with my balls before she strokes upward along my cock—waking him up again, before her fingers travel up past my navel to my nipples, which she pinches. It’s a reaction I feel in my balls that has me erect in seconds.
“You like my touch?” she whispers in surprise. “I’ve only ever touched one person before and he didn’t react to me. Not like you do.”
I’m tempted to laugh it off and say something crass because this situation is anything but normal, except I find I can’t do that. Maybe it’s because of my shock over her being here...or maybe it’s the genuine surprise I hear in her voice.
“Was he gay?” I manage.
She pauses for a minute and then a small chuckle escapes.
“It’s the only explanation because your hands are magic.” I really need to shut up.
Brooke steps so close that the stiff peaks of her breasts rub against my chest and, moving closer still, my stiffness gets trapped between us.
Needing to touch her badly, I caress down her back and let my hands settle on her hips as her own hands settle on my shoulders.
She chews on her bottom lip while her gaze searches mine in the semi-dark room. “I’ve never been naked with a man before.” She gives a shy smile. “Believe it or not, but I’ve never done this before.” She clarifies, “Climbed into a shower and got a guy off.”
I feel a blush rise into my cheeks at her words. A certain part of my anatomy certain isn’t blushing though. Its throbbing and leaking like a faucet with excite
ment…but then it hits me. “You’ve never, um, done anything with a guy?”
She shakes her head, which causes her nipples to rub against my chest. “No. Like I said, the one and only time I touched a guy, he didn’t react. I thought it was me until now.”
“I came like a school boy the minute you touched me.”
“You were lost in a dream.” She sighs against me and I feel the heat of her breath. I long to close the distance between our lips. “When you were stroking yourself, you were somewhere else. I was watching. It was erotic watching you, but it wasn’t me. I just helped.”
Unable to let her think I was dreaming about someone else, I admit, “My eyes were closed imagining you touching me.”
Her eyes widen in surprise. She climbs up me then, her legs tight around my waist and her arms around my neck.
“Make love to me please.” She wiggles against my dick and I realize I’m so close to coming again.
My own stupid fault for not having sex in forever, even my fist has been lacking in recent months. But who am I to joke? It’s the naked woman in my arms who is bringing this reaction out in me.
“I know you want to.”
Grinding my teeth together, I say, “I can’t hide how much I want you.”
“Why do I sense a but in there?”
